to be honest, last night was a bit of a haze.
we were both slightly drunk, we then had sex, took a shower together now we're living here as if we're a couple. but are we a couple? he treats me like royalty by giving me love, complementing me and giving me what i want. be he really does love me. then i remember that i told him i loved him too. "aw fuck." i murmur.
i slide into my romper--which is technically gemma's but i thank her for leaving these clothes or else i would be stuck with sweat pants all day. putting my wet hair up in a bun, i head out to the kitchen where harry sits down waiting for me. "you look gorgeous, mab." he gets up from his chair offering me to sit down.
throughout breakfast, we spoke to each other about the food and where we learned to cook. we just avoid last night.
getting up to wash my plate, harry comes up behind me placing his hand on my thigh where my skin is exposed. "this is really short." his hand goes up and down giving me goosebumps.
turning around, i take his coat off. "this is really old." he smirks grabbing me by the waist and hoisting me up on the counter. he comes in between my legs staring at me. "harry, how old are you?"
"21, babe. you?" i thought he would know my age since he would stalk me?
"20. when's your birthday?"
his hands comes up to my back supporting me. "february 1st. you?"
"that's cool! my birthdays on february 1st too!" he smiles.
"really?"
"no." his smile vanishes. "it's in march. march 12th."
"that was rude."
"let me make up for that." i respond, leaning in for a kiss.
which he obviously accepts.
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just another day//h.s.
Fanfictionit's just another day for mab. her days consist of seeing the same man stalking her. but she's never told anyone since she isn't bothered or scared by him. in fact, mab doesn't show any kind of emotions. she's as cold as a rock until this man kidnap...
